Hmmm, I cant resist adding to the [positive] heat here.
Shortly after graduating high school, I ventured into the Olympic National Forest
with my uncle for a few days of camping & motorcycle trail riding.
I had my old high school ride ['59 Galaxie w/trailer in tow]. When we got off the paved roads onto logging roads I pulled over, stopped the car & grabbed a full case of beer out of the trunk. Another thirty minutes of pulling some steep grades, drinking, exchanging jokes & being silly, the conversation turned to sex. I was horny as hell & soon discovered my uncle was likewise. The stories about his sexual escapades made me hard & it showed on him too. I was getting pretty drunk & had no reservation about unzipping my fly. When My hard cock popped out it pressed against the backside of the steering wheel causing me to squeal with delight. My Uncle proceeded to open his fly & Jesus! What a cock! I slammed on the brakes & we both started jacking...eventually he opened his door & ran off into the bushes while I exploded all over the steering wheel. I've had some guilt about what we did at the time, but have come to realize now it was little more than sharing the pleasure of masturbation. He was & stayed happily married with kids. The random act of masturbation changed nothing in our lives. He was the father I never knew.
Im working not to judge others in my life.